Free verse.

by Harry

Posted for Mudassar Khayyam

My beloved is unique,
Unique in beauty,
Unique in purity,

Her face is fair like truth,
Where imagination stays behind,
Where eyes are flashed,
Where hearts stop throbbing;

Let us have a look at the innocent,
Rich, colourfully clad and enchanting fairy,
My beloved Pakistan;my motherland,
Very very dear to me and dear to all,

Its love is unique
Its beauty is unique.

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